"The Divine Healer with Beautiful Bones" - Chapter 97: Playing the Flute (Mild H)

Zhao Xing'er's question made Zhu Qiyong wish he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Men from even slightly wealthy families, even if they didn't indulge in philandering, would at least have two or three maids in their rooms. However, Zhu Qiyong had followed his father to the frontier battlefield from a young age, spending years dealing with the Turkic bandits, and had no time for romance. Before he knew it, he was twenty-seven and still had no experience with a woman. He usually didn't think much of it, but now that Zhao Xing'er had said it, Zhu Qiyong felt inexplicably ashamed. It made him seem as if he was impotent…
Zhao Xing'er, however, seemed oblivious to his embarrassment, muttering to herself: "There are so many soldiers guarding the city, all strong men, yet the court doesn't even have the money to hire some military prostitutes? This emperor is so stingy!"
Zhu Qiyong was speechless: Doctor Zhao, there are certainly military prostitutes available, I just don't want to... don't want to be so casual...
Zhao Xing'er was slightly surprised for a moment, then teased: "General Zhu, are you going to keep your virginity for your future wife? I didn't know that you men are now into learning all that nonsense about female virtues and precepts!"
Zhu Qiyong blushed deeply at Zhao Xing'er's teasing, but he earnestly retorted: "Only women have to abide by those rules and risk their lives to preserve their chastity, while men can freely seek out women and have multiple wives. Isn't that too unfair? I think it's not bad to leave my chastity for my future wife—I don't have the time to go drinking and carousing."
Oh? General Zhu really thinks so? Zhao Xing'er glanced down at the tent erected in Zhu Qiyong's lower body, a mischievous smile suddenly playing on her lips. This thing just stands there so stiffly, making General Zhu seem like he's being hypocritical. Could it be that General Zhu is only good at talking?
As she spoke, Zhao Xing'er's voice became increasingly ethereal and alluring, eventually reaching Zhu Qiyong's ears almost in a whisper. He had never seen such natural charm before, and his body nearly stiffened. His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke in a hoarse voice: "I, Zhu, have served as a general for ten years and am now the commander of tens of thousands of soldiers on the border. Naturally, I have no intention of joking."
"Then I'll see if General Zhu can still spout these grand principles about men also needing to remain chaste after he's tasted this woman's flavor." Zhao Xing'er said, pulling back Zhu Qiyong's blanket. His lower body was completely naked, his thick, purplish-red penis standing erect in his hairy pubic area, the veined shaft as thick as a baby's arm, the glans erect and full, the urethral opening oozing with lustful fluid.
Zhao Xing'er admired it for a moment in amazement, then suddenly reached out and grasped it, gently stroking it up and down. She looked up at Zhu Qiyong with a playful smile: "General Zhu, do you dare to make a bet with me? I'll only use my hands and mouth to serve you. I bet that in less than fifteen minutes, you'll completely forget all your grand ambitions and beg me to actually do it with you, so you can experience what it feels like to have intercourse with a woman. If you do that, I win. If you refrain from touching me the whole time and don't say anything that breaks your vow, then I'll willingly admit defeat."
His erect penis was grasped by a slender hand, and a strange, tingling sensation shot from his lower abdomen to the back of his head. In that instant, Zhu Qiyong knew he was doomed. Yet, as if possessed, he blurted out: "What's the bet?"
Well... I haven't thought about it yet... Zhao Xing'er held Zhu Qiyong's penis, tapping it lightly with her hand. She frowned and pondered for a moment, then said indifferently, "Let's gamble on a favor. If General Zhu loses, you have to do three things for me in the future—I haven't thought about the specifics yet. I'll tell you when I've thought about them. You're not allowed to refuse!"
Zhu Qiyong nodded and asked: What if Doctor Zhao loses?
Zhao Xing'er smiled and said, "If I lose, I will do three things for you. Just ask me to kill, set fires, pluck the moon and stars, and I will not hesitate—I will never lose!" After saying that, she lowered her head and took Zhu Qiyong's penis into her mouth, skillfully using her tongue to tease and suck it.
Her delicate mouth enveloped the glans, her tongue swirling and teasing the urethral opening and the groove beneath it. Her lips enveloped the shaft, sucking and licking it up and down. After a moment of this teasing, she simply swallowed most of the entire penis. The soft flesh of her throat scraped against the glans, contracting and gripping it tightly with each swallow, sucking, licking, and nibbling—a sensation of unparalleled ecstasy. While her mouth was busy, Zhao Xing'er's hands were not idle either, grasping his scrotum and gently stroking and playing with the two testicles inside.
Almost instantly, Zhu Qiyong nearly couldn't help but groan out loud.
In the past, his only direct experience with sex came from masturbating while reading. He had always thought that no matter how good a woman's taste was, it couldn't be that great, but he never imagined that being sucked on would feel so wonderful.
If playing the flute feels this good, how wonderful would it be to actually penetrate her vagina?
Looking down at Zhao Xing'er lying between his legs, her cherry lips stretched open by his penis, the horrifying rod going in and out of her delicate mouth, covered in her glistening saliva, Zhu Qiyong felt dizzy and his throat dry. He wished he could pin her down on the spot, tear off her clothes, spread her legs to reveal her cunt, and thrust his penis in to fuck her to death.
"She plays the flute so skillfully, I wonder how many men have fucked her before..." This sudden thought startled even Zhu Qiyong himself. Zhao Xing'er noticed the change in his expression, smiled slightly, and lowered her head to quicken her licking movements.
This Zhu Qiyong was handsome and promising at a young age, yet surprisingly naive. Seeing his flushed face, Zhao Xing'er felt a mischievous urge satisfied, secretly wanting to tease him further. What talk of keeping himself pure? Fine, she'd rather be defiled by him herself.
Thinking this, Zhao Xing'er licked even more vigorously, wishing she could use every trick in the book. Zhu Qiyong was also determined; his hands were almost tearing the sheets apart, but he gritted his teeth and refused to utter a sound. His body trembled, his breathing was heavy, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Since Zhao Xing'er is going to grant him three wishes, then he can also ask Zhao Xing'er to let him fuck her, right? Zhu Qiyong bit his lip, enduring the overwhelming pleasure, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.
Having led troops in battle for so many years, he could endure the hardships of being bitten by insects and exposed to the sun for days and nights while lying in ambush in the valley. How could he lose control over such a small torment?
In short, one was deliberately malicious, and the other harbored ulterior motives; the struggle between the two was a continuous tug-of-war. However, Zhu Qiyong was inexperienced in such matters, and just as the agreed-upon fifteen minutes were about to end, he finally couldn't hold back any longer. The bed sheet in his hand tore completely with a hiss, and with a muffled groan, his penis loosened, and hot, thick semen gushed out, pouring all of it into Zhao Xing'er's mouth.
The pleasure of ejaculation was incomparably ecstatic, like fireworks exploding in my mind, then rushing through my veins, surging wildly and overwhelming me. My limbs and bones felt like they were floating in a gentle spring, weightless, floating in blissful bliss that made me want to laugh and cry at the same time.
Zhao Xing'er swallowed the semen in her mouth and whispered in Zhu Qiyong's ear: "How about it? Do you want more? Do you want to fuck me?" In the hazy state, the voice seemed like that of a fox demon trying to lure people into the desolate mountains to suck their life essence. Even though she knew it was a harmful monster, she couldn't help but be bewitched and wanted to agree.
Zhu Qiyong stared at her, and as if possessed, opened his mouth, about to utter a sound, when he was suddenly interrupted angrily by another voice.
Zhao Xing'er, who gave you the audacity to seduce someone into my mother's palace?!

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